I'm up at the lake, and I'm on my phone, so this will be brief. It's about 10:30 at night. The sky is half cloudy, but it is still in the mid 70s outside. The air is humid. Mosquitos are buzzing. The lakes are alive with private fireworks. Every few minutes the show slows down only to pick up again from another section of lake. 5-10 minutes of booms then a minute or two of silence. Then the next show starts.
This will last for another hour, give or take. Then the loons will take over. Grayson will sleep through it all. Delilah isn't even bothered by it. Although she will stir with the loons at dawn.
For me, it is the perfect way to celebrate the fourth. Happy Independence Day.
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